My Pretty Sweetheart (Arianna)

"No, not really," I shrugged, and I was ready to end the conversation. I took a step away from the pavilion, but Irvin stopped me.

"Since you didn't think remarrying is a problem, are you already preparing for a second marriage? If so, what do you think of me? I don't mind if you're divorced, or I would have a step-child."

My face fell at his words. Irvin was being frivolous. It was ridiculous of him to say such things.

I glared at him, "I appreciate your fondness, Mr. Granger. But, no, thanks!"

At this point, Irvin's behavior couldn't be summed up with only being unpredictable. He was erratic.

Passing him, I left the pavilion and lined the fountain to go back to the house.

I heard footsteps behind me, and they were getting closer. I scowled, and I couldn't help but feel that Irvin was stepping over the line.

I grew irritated at him by the second. When I noticed that he draped his arm on my shoulder, I turned around and didn't hesitate to push him away.

Caught by surprise, Irvin fell into the fountain.

dimly lit by the street lights. All I could see was the ripples in

see him. Thinking that he might have drowned, I panicked and began to shout, "Help! Someone's

Irvin's name by the fountain, there was no response at

down without control, "Help! Someone's drowning! Help..." Without any notice, Irvin emerged from the water. He wiped his face with his hand, looking

I saw him climbing up to the bank of the fountain. He was

finally realizing that

anger, and I yelled

make such a lame joke with

for a little more." It was very clear that he was doing it on purpose, just to scare me. I got so worked up that I raised my hand and pushed him into the fountain again.

"Plop!"

"Arianna-"

once I had pushed

turned, I saw Hendrix's looming figure in the dark. There were incomprehensible feelings in his eyes. And it made me feel

before I turned to walk towards him, asking, "Is Uncle Yohannes feeling

struggling in the fountain - to me. In a light voice, he replied, "Yes." Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on

heard my cries of help, and they came out as well. Irvin had just climbed out of the fountain again, and he was soaked from